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This poem is about a girl who is in a coma. She can hear you, but she can't respond. This is created from her POV. I'm lying down on the hospital bed. All I can do, Is hear. I hear the crying of my loved ones. I want to help. Tell them that I'm ok. Even though I know that I'm not. I go on, my ears suffering the sounds of wailing, And begging me to wake up. And I hear...beeping. My heart thumps to the beat of the machine. I hear my breathing. Shallow and Labored. I cannot see, No longer can I smell, I can hear, But I cannot speak. How can I get them to know, That I'm alright and fine where I am. To leave. I give all what's left of my empty, but medication-filled body's strength to squeeze, The hand that's holding mine. And hear a voice call my name. A voice filled with hope, and agony, and pain calls out. And it fills me with sadness. Because I know, that I won't be here...for much longer... They can see!  They can hear!  They can breathe and smile and live. I want to tell them I love them. Mommy? Daddy? I need you to see. With your eyes. That I'm suffering. You won't be able to save your little girl, This time. I am leaving this place. It's easier for me. I'm going to a place Daddy, where I can return your favor,  And protect you. ???????And Mommy? I will make you as many macaroni necklaces when you get to where I'm going. ???????I can feel it. Time to open your senses up, Mommy and Papa. With your ears hear, And with your eyes see, That I'm tired, struggling, and that I need..... I need to leave. Don't worry. I'll be ok. Ill get new eyes. And with them,  I will watch over you. With my angel friends. And angel wings.